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August Catch-All
Who: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Dean Winchester & assorted flies on the wall of the roadhouse, other Abraxian Force-users, and YOU?
What: Obi-Wan adjusts to life in Solvunn and Abraxas as his connection to the Force returns, and he is introduced to the Horizon. Dean Winchester loses his mind very publicly when a Jedi walks into his bar and becomes insufferable for weeks. Attempting to reach out with the Force to see if he's the only one trained in its ways has...unexpected results.
When: Throughout August.
Where: Solvunn, the Horizon (Obi-Wan's domain, Dean's roadhouse)
Warnings: Potential spoilers for the Obi-Wan Kenobi TV show. Possibly discussion of trauma in the Force thread.
Misc: Threadjacking is both allowed and encouraged in the Roadhouse thread if you want your character to be present when Obi-Wan comes in.
The Force Is With You, Always [Open]
It happens gradually, over the course of the first week, as Ben was assured it would. As the days pass he slowly begins to feel his connection to the Force growing again. A momentary sensing of another's emotion, maybe. Stopping, reaching out discreetly with his hand, and sending a twig skittering across the ground. A momentary burst of speed. It grows from there.
When Obi-Wan is truly ready to test that his connection has returned, he walks into the woods. Not far, but enough that he can be assured some measure of privacy. Partly it's that old habits die hard, and he's still leery about demonstrating his use of the Force in public, even though the Empire doesn't exist here. And because even with his connection re-opened, he neglected his training for so long after beginning his exile on Tatooine that even with his recent experience, it's better he test this alone, just in case.
Or so he hopes.
There's a field, hidden back from the roads that crisscross the settlement that Obi-Wan finds. It also happens to have a moss covered-boulder and a few other large stones that are suitable for his needs. Setting his walking stick down, Ben takes a swig from his canteen of water; it's mid-morning and there's little shade from the late summer sun.
Hydrated, Ben begins his experimentations. He holds out his hand, closes his eyes, concentrates. It's not as seamless as he'd like; he has to focus more, but there isn't pain, not like when he had to save a falling child by stopping her descent on Daiyu. It's like using muscles that have atrophied; Ben's have recovered somewhat, but maybe he hasn't quite yet shaken off the summoning weakness entirely.
Regardless, the boulder, and then the other rocks, do rise. Shakily, at first, but several meters off from the ground, they appear to stabilize. Ben's eyes open, and he's satisfied to see. "Welcome back, old friend." He says with a smile. "Now, let's put ourselves through our paces."
Raising his other hand, he begins to move the boulders, rotating them around each other, slowly at first, keeping control tight while he gets his bearings. The pattern becomes more intricate as Ben becomes more certain, some of the rocks disengaging and forming a vertical circle to rotate within the horizontal. It's all about keeping concentration, and control, keeping both circles going simultaneously. It's good to feel the Force flowing through him again, speaking to him in its way. Not with words, the Force is more than that, but speaking all the same if you know to listen.
The circles expand, contract, still spinning. It's good, but Ben is starting to feel winded. he's going to have to wrap this up soon, take a breather before resuming. Maybe a run through a thick part of the forest, test his ability to see without looking. Though that brings the risk of bruises...
He begins to slow down the rocks, beginning to lower them down back onto the grass gently. A good start...and also a good time to speak up if for whatever reason you happened to find Ben in the middle of his training.
A Hive of Scum & Villainy [Featuring Dean and Assorted Barflies]
It doesn't take more than a week or two for Ben to be introduced to the Horizon; he's heard the name crop up several times in conjunction with the Singularity before a more veteran Summoned takes him out there.
By the time of his second visit, Ben's Domain has more or less taken shape; a miniature recreation of the Jedi Temple and its gardens on Coruscant, or at least a part of it, before the Empire appropriated it to turn into the Imperial Palace, a mockery of the noble institution it had once been. It's also non-specific enough that just in case anyone with Imperial leanings has come to Abraxas, Ben's Domain will not give them any indication as to his present location back in the galaxy.
With his pwn presence established, Ben decides to take a tour of the other Domains, especially those of Summoned outside of Solvunn; surely despite the factionalism they've all been presented with, the Summoned have common cause with each other, and Ben wishes to reach out if he can.
The Roadhouse then, seems like an ideal place to start. It's of a style Ben doesn't recognize, but at the end of the day, a cantina is a cantina, and there's a certain air to them that is...unmistakable. Dressed in the attire of an Anchorhead native, Ben enters the Roadhouse, taking stock of the surroundings. Maybe there are a few other people there, enjoying the peace. And there's a man working behind the bar, who seems to be the one to talk to first; if he's the owner of this domain, it's only right to introduce himself first.
Ben slides onto a stool next to the bar, nodding at anyone else who might be there before, turning his attention to the proprietor. "What would you recommend on tap?" He asks by way of introduction.
A Presence I've Not Felt Since... [Closed to Force-Users]
Once his connection to the Force has returned, and his Domain in the Horizon established as neutral ground does Ben move onto the riskier part of his plans. There's been a question lingering in his mind since the first day...he does not know that he is the only one from his galaxy to be brought here. And if there are more, how he might learn about them, and where they stand. On a number of issues.
It's not a foolproof plan, but in the end, using his domain as a meeting-ground, Ben elects to see if there are any other Force-users out there. Unthinkable back home, where doing so would almost certainly act as a beacon for every Inquisitor in the Empire to hone in on him. Or someone far worse. But if there are other Jedi here, in the other nations, that's something Ben can work with. Something he needs to know.
And if there are Force-sensitives who are not Jedi, then that is also important to know. It's a risk, and one he would never have dreamed up even six months ago, but this is a vastly different situation, and things needn't be the same here as they are back home. As always, he will put his trust in the Force.
Finding a spot to meditate, Ben begins. He reaches out, beyond the farms and cottages of the Primary Settlement, further and further away to Solvunn's borders and beyond, stretching his consciousness as far as he can, hoping to find anyone out there who might be primed to listen.
If you are one of those people, it's like a tingling in your mind, the presence of someone both very near and yet at the same time very far. A sense of questioning, curiosity. Flashes of images. The Singularity. A building of steel and serene-looking gardens. A terrace overlooking a vast cityscape that may look hauntingly familiar. The message is clear enough. Someone has reached out. They're waiting in the Horizon. They want to meet.
And whoever they are, they're probably a Jedi.
Wildcard
Hit me up for something else, TDM continuations, or around Solvunn if you want! I can work with anything you want to throw at me.
What: Obi-Wan adjusts to life in Solvunn and Abraxas as his connection to the Force returns, and he is introduced to the Horizon. Dean Winchester loses his mind very publicly when a Jedi walks into his bar and becomes insufferable for weeks. Attempting to reach out with the Force to see if he's the only one trained in its ways has...unexpected results.
When: Throughout August.
Where: Solvunn, the Horizon (Obi-Wan's domain, Dean's roadhouse)
Warnings: Potential spoilers for the Obi-Wan Kenobi TV show. Possibly discussion of trauma in the Force thread.
Misc: Threadjacking is both allowed and encouraged in the Roadhouse thread if you want your character to be present when Obi-Wan comes in.
The Force Is With You, Always [Open]
It happens gradually, over the course of the first week, as Ben was assured it would. As the days pass he slowly begins to feel his connection to the Force growing again. A momentary sensing of another's emotion, maybe. Stopping, reaching out discreetly with his hand, and sending a twig skittering across the ground. A momentary burst of speed. It grows from there.
When Obi-Wan is truly ready to test that his connection has returned, he walks into the woods. Not far, but enough that he can be assured some measure of privacy. Partly it's that old habits die hard, and he's still leery about demonstrating his use of the Force in public, even though the Empire doesn't exist here. And because even with his connection re-opened, he neglected his training for so long after beginning his exile on Tatooine that even with his recent experience, it's better he test this alone, just in case.
Or so he hopes.
There's a field, hidden back from the roads that crisscross the settlement that Obi-Wan finds. It also happens to have a moss covered-boulder and a few other large stones that are suitable for his needs. Setting his walking stick down, Ben takes a swig from his canteen of water; it's mid-morning and there's little shade from the late summer sun.
Hydrated, Ben begins his experimentations. He holds out his hand, closes his eyes, concentrates. It's not as seamless as he'd like; he has to focus more, but there isn't pain, not like when he had to save a falling child by stopping her descent on Daiyu. It's like using muscles that have atrophied; Ben's have recovered somewhat, but maybe he hasn't quite yet shaken off the summoning weakness entirely.
Regardless, the boulder, and then the other rocks, do rise. Shakily, at first, but several meters off from the ground, they appear to stabilize. Ben's eyes open, and he's satisfied to see. "Welcome back, old friend." He says with a smile. "Now, let's put ourselves through our paces."
Raising his other hand, he begins to move the boulders, rotating them around each other, slowly at first, keeping control tight while he gets his bearings. The pattern becomes more intricate as Ben becomes more certain, some of the rocks disengaging and forming a vertical circle to rotate within the horizontal. It's all about keeping concentration, and control, keeping both circles going simultaneously. It's good to feel the Force flowing through him again, speaking to him in its way. Not with words, the Force is more than that, but speaking all the same if you know to listen.
The circles expand, contract, still spinning. It's good, but Ben is starting to feel winded. he's going to have to wrap this up soon, take a breather before resuming. Maybe a run through a thick part of the forest, test his ability to see without looking. Though that brings the risk of bruises...
He begins to slow down the rocks, beginning to lower them down back onto the grass gently. A good start...and also a good time to speak up if for whatever reason you happened to find Ben in the middle of his training.
A Hive of Scum & Villainy [Featuring Dean and Assorted Barflies]
It doesn't take more than a week or two for Ben to be introduced to the Horizon; he's heard the name crop up several times in conjunction with the Singularity before a more veteran Summoned takes him out there.
By the time of his second visit, Ben's Domain has more or less taken shape; a miniature recreation of the Jedi Temple and its gardens on Coruscant, or at least a part of it, before the Empire appropriated it to turn into the Imperial Palace, a mockery of the noble institution it had once been. It's also non-specific enough that just in case anyone with Imperial leanings has come to Abraxas, Ben's Domain will not give them any indication as to his present location back in the galaxy.
With his pwn presence established, Ben decides to take a tour of the other Domains, especially those of Summoned outside of Solvunn; surely despite the factionalism they've all been presented with, the Summoned have common cause with each other, and Ben wishes to reach out if he can.
The Roadhouse then, seems like an ideal place to start. It's of a style Ben doesn't recognize, but at the end of the day, a cantina is a cantina, and there's a certain air to them that is...unmistakable. Dressed in the attire of an Anchorhead native, Ben enters the Roadhouse, taking stock of the surroundings. Maybe there are a few other people there, enjoying the peace. And there's a man working behind the bar, who seems to be the one to talk to first; if he's the owner of this domain, it's only right to introduce himself first.
Ben slides onto a stool next to the bar, nodding at anyone else who might be there before, turning his attention to the proprietor. "What would you recommend on tap?" He asks by way of introduction.
A Presence I've Not Felt Since... [Closed to Force-Users]
Once his connection to the Force has returned, and his Domain in the Horizon established as neutral ground does Ben move onto the riskier part of his plans. There's been a question lingering in his mind since the first day...he does not know that he is the only one from his galaxy to be brought here. And if there are more, how he might learn about them, and where they stand. On a number of issues.
It's not a foolproof plan, but in the end, using his domain as a meeting-ground, Ben elects to see if there are any other Force-users out there. Unthinkable back home, where doing so would almost certainly act as a beacon for every Inquisitor in the Empire to hone in on him. Or someone far worse. But if there are other Jedi here, in the other nations, that's something Ben can work with. Something he needs to know.
And if there are Force-sensitives who are not Jedi, then that is also important to know. It's a risk, and one he would never have dreamed up even six months ago, but this is a vastly different situation, and things needn't be the same here as they are back home. As always, he will put his trust in the Force.
Finding a spot to meditate, Ben begins. He reaches out, beyond the farms and cottages of the Primary Settlement, further and further away to Solvunn's borders and beyond, stretching his consciousness as far as he can, hoping to find anyone out there who might be primed to listen.
If you are one of those people, it's like a tingling in your mind, the presence of someone both very near and yet at the same time very far. A sense of questioning, curiosity. Flashes of images. The Singularity. A building of steel and serene-looking gardens. A terrace overlooking a vast cityscape that may look hauntingly familiar. The message is clear enough. Someone has reached out. They're waiting in the Horizon. They want to meet.
And whoever they are, they're probably a Jedi.
Wildcard
Hit me up for something else, TDM continuations, or around Solvunn if you want! I can work with anything you want to throw at me.
a presence;;
Obi-Wan.
At first, he does nothing, lets the emotions that aren't his own wash over him, acknowledging what he's being shown in the brief images that flash across his mind. The Singularity. The Jedi Temple. A favorite sparring location. A brief flash of sadness is overtaken by anger. Anger at Obi-Wan for being here, for threatening this life he's made for himself. Anger at the mages wherever he is for Summoning him. Anger at himself for not being bigger than this. For being threatened by his presence for even a moment. He has people in Thorne. he has Kylo. He hopes he has Rey.
Unable to help himself, he moves into a better meditative position so he can go to where he's being summoned. It's easy enough to find, it's a finite space, so there are only so many places it could be. Seeing that building, even a facsimile of it, and that building makes him wish things had been different. There's not much use dwelling on that as he spots the last person he'd seen before coming to this place so many months ago. The stance is all wrong, but there's no mistaking him.
"All the things you could have chosen and it's this." Anakin doesn't encroach on his space despite how everything screams at him to. There's not much harm either of them can do in the Horizon.
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Obi-Wan withdraws the contact, and awakens from his meditation. He's done enough, and that Vader won't be able to resist coming here now. He doesn't have long to prepare.
Obi-Wan thinks he is ready, mentally and emotionally, to confront Vader again, but when the voice that greets him, angry and accusatory, it's like a stab through his heart. A voice out of the past, but free of the modulation of that cursed helmet. It's a moment before Obi-Wan can finally turn around, to see Darth Vader in the face of Anakin Skywalker.
"This was my home, once." He replies simply, tucking his hands into the sleeves of the robes he's manifested, the same robes he once wore as a Master of the Jedi Council. "Does seeing it like this bring back unpleasant memories for you, Darth?"
He'd heard early on in his exile that Palpatine had taken the Temple for his new palace, and he could only imagine what the Sith Lord had done to defile that once sacred place. Or how his Apprentice might have helped him.
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"More of them than you'd ever care to acknowledge." He crosses his arms in front of himself, leaning on one of the pillars near the entrance. He doesn't want to bring attention to the small part of him that aches to have that feeling back. It's done and gone, and as far as he's concerned, Thorne is his home now.
With his anger momentarily out of the way, though still simmering beneath the surface, he takes a good look at Obi-Wan's face. He's older, the lines of his face more pronounced and there's more grey in it than he remembered. Obviously, he'd have had to go into hiding after the purge. "My memories seem to be a bit more recent than yours." He gestures at his former Master.
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"Perhaps, but still far less than you would like to believe." He chides, but without the warmth or camaraderie that once would have come with it. "It's the nature of the Dark Side to make one forget." Forget the good, or tarnish it with bitterness and resentment.
Something in what Vader says next gives Obi-Wan pause. Yes, it's true he's older, proof enough that he survived the Purge, despite Sidious' best efforts. Proof that the Jedi Order isn't as eradicated as the Empire would hope. But something about the way Anakin points it out feels almost like...bait. It makes him even warier.
"Then you know that Order 66 failed." He settles for. "You didn't stop all of us. And as long as there is even one Jedi left in the galaxy, the flame of hope will continue to burn. Sidious has built his Empire on a foundation of sand."
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“I’m aware of so much more than you could believe. And how could I have stopped it? You did very good hiding my children from me, I’ll give you that much.” He raises a hand to show he’s not done talking, knowing Obi-Wan will have something to say about that. His angry expression wanes to something more melancholy for a brief moment before his walls go back up.
“I’ve been doing a lot of thinking recently and I’ve decided something. Even if I have to be so hated by the galaxy that my own family hides my existence away? My legacy doesn’t end with Luke and Leia.”